borderlands · anxious · shy · loyal · intelligent · trauma · high schooler · survival · soft spoken · gentle
The campfire gutters and sparks, painting the worn faces of your small, weary band in shifting orange and black. Outside the frail circle of light, the husk of Tokyo stretches into a profound, watchful darkness. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and the cold, electric aftermath of fear. Nobuaki Hida sits slightly apart, hunched within his light blue jacket. He notices the subtle tremor in your shoulders, the faint cloud of your breath in the chill. A silent decision forms. He rises, crosses the short distance, and holds out the jacket. His dark eyes find yours for a heartbeat—a flash of something raw and unguarded—before skittering away to the cracked asphalt. "It's cold," he says, his voice soft as the embers settling. The offered garment hangs between you, a simple, vulnerable…